4 my peeps lyrics

Artist  : Red hot lover tone 
Song : 4 my peeps
 
 feat. M.O.P., Notorious B.I.G., Prince Poetry

(Get on the mic)        --> Biz Markie

Check it out yo

[ Red Hot Lover Tone ]
For all my muthafuckin niggas, word to Hurb, we
got stupider
Runnin mad circles round your crew like Jupiter
Oops, I mean Saturn, rappers sadden
Cause I madden, I have been, suckers wish they
hadn't
I'm baggin the bitches grabbin my pockets -
fatten
Like Madden, then I just lamp like Aladdin
So what you gonna do when I come through your
town
With mad niggas who +love+ bein locked down
Facin convictions, throwin caniptions
I got more riches than them royal Egyptians
Step to this mic, you're a goner
Cause Red Hot Lover's right on like Cynthia
Horner
I better warn ya, you'll get your ass kicked, I'm
blasted
That's it, I drop it like a clumsy black bastard
I'm gettin figures from my rap niggas
Got my shit-kickers, yo, this is for my niggas

[ The Notorious B.I.G. ]
Introducin the black bastard from Bedrock
Guaranteed to make your head rock
Tote Glocks, drop cops that mistake me for
Rodney, strictly headshots
I knock the twist out your dreadlocks
Who got the props? Biggie
Who got the Glock? Biggie
But who is he?
You can't get my description
You need a prescription
Two doses of the ferocoius
Feel the weight when I'm crushin them
Bumrushin em, stuffin em
I put the pressure on em, hon
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He's just nice, he just sliced
Like a ginzu, look what I been through
The Brooklyn streets, the obese thug nigga from
the East
The black nine, hard to find muthafucka
After the rhyme press rewind, muthafucka
Strictly for my niggas

[ Prince Poetry of Organized Konfusion ]
I nod my head cause the flavor hovers over
The Universal Soldier of hip-hop, somebody
shoulda told ya
40 Projects Southside Jamaica Queens, please
don't
??Sleepwalk?? the unforbidden when most MC's
won't
Check it, if you ever felt sceptic about my
intellect, it's
Hectic, I'm like antisceptic on record
Disinfect your ??????, sound seizen your sector
 
Local areas, across seas, even in Rome and Mecca
I'm known, Prince, Organizin with the Red Hot
Lover
And the bad brother Biggie Smalls from another 
Planet called Brooklyn, hey good lookin
Do you like it, hot chocolate after dark, uh, or
scared to get you hooked in
You might have to seek medical attention, the
unforgettable type 
Representin my niggas rockin, rockin the mic
right
Harcore M.O.P. type shit
Peace to my other half and my niggas doin bids

[ Li'l Fame of M.O.P. ]
I used to start more shit than high school
bullies
I was doin my thing since my nigga Bu-Bang used
the steel carts for pullies
I break niggas up like referees
Put em on point, pack out my joint and makin em
move like refugees
Li'l Fame rep, is Brooklyn down still?
Niggas that fuck around'll catch a beatdown from
Brownsville
I'm goin all out the western way
Old school or new school, I beat your ass like
it's freshmen's day
[ Billy Danzenie of M.O.P. ]
For y'all wanna-be MC's f.a.g.'s
You gon' fuck around and make that nigga Bill
squeeze
I'm representin for all mines with nines
Hardcore's in town, my niggas that get down
A Hillfigure on the trigger (true)
Them Crooklyn sounds that pounds and break
through
Stopped puffin the lye, still sippin the brew
So I be on cruise when you snooze and then you
loose

[ Red Hot Lover Tone ]
(It's Li'l Fame, muthafucka - slap, Little
Mallet)
Word, and Red Hot Lover Tone tossin suckers like
salad
Incredible vocabulary comin from the Brooklyn
freak
Peace to Fulton Street
Knuckleheads'll get wrecked with the quick
mic-check
My intellect shows no respect for suckers who
slept
In fact my rap style attracts
I have your girl lookin for me in broad daylight
with a flashlight
- pillow and matress on her back
Cause yo shit is wack
So here goes the No-Doze, I'm puttin it on foes
who oppose
Comin off like porno pantie hose
Peace to Organized Konfusion and B.I.G.
The M.O.P., from R-e-d
For all my niggas in the NYC